The sun was lightly shining onto his face, making him wrinkle his nose. He let out a long yawn before he opened his eyes, blinking into the bright light. He stretched his arms and his upper body, which made him feel slight pain in his sore bum and that's when he remembered. Harry and he had had a lovely date and had finally admitted that there was something between them and later they actually had had amazing sex and fell asleep together. It couldn't have been a better day for Louis.

However, this unreal feeling changed in mere seconds when Louis realised Harry wasn't in bed next to him. This good feeling turned into worry when Louis stood up to look for Harry in the bathroom, kitchen and living room but couldn't find him anywhere. A dropping feeling spread through his stomach when Harry wouldn't pick up his phone and all his calls went straight to voicemail, which meant Harry's phone was turned off. Why would he leave and ignore him now?

Feeling miserable and helpless but also worried, Louis dialled Zayn's number instead and his best friend picked up the phone at the second ring. "Hey Tommy, why so early? It's a Sunday. You're normally still asleep. What's wrong?".

Hearing the concern and worry in his best friend's voice made Louis tear up although he didn't even know why he felt the need to cry suddenly. "Joey, have you heard anything from Harry today?".

"No. Why should I? He has been with you this whole time. Haven't you been on a date yesterday?" asked Zayn bewildered.

"Yes" snivelled Louis lightly.

"Are you crying? Tommy, what's wrong? Do I have to kill someone?" perked Zayn up now in pure worry.

"Harry. He isn't here but he ... Can you call Niall and find out if he knows where he is?" croaked Louis out.

"Of course, Tommy. And then I'm coming over. Stay where you are" assured Zayn him before he ended the call.

"Thank you, Joey" whispered Louis quietly although Zayn couldn't hear him anymore.

Half an hour later when Louis had actually showered, his doorbell rang. Quickly, he opened the door and was met with Zayn, Niall and his sister. Overwhelmed, he engulfed them into a tight group hug before leading them into the living room to have a chat. By now, Louis wasn't sad anymore. Only worried about Harry and his whereabouts.

"Can you tell us what happened, Louis?" asked Àmber hesitantly when Louis wouldn't sit down next to them.

"Nothing bad. Really. We were ice-skating yesterday because he wanted to help me face one of my fears. You know, doing something that could've injured me back then. And um ... it was pretty fun and we actually managed to clarify that this was a date and we both have feelings for each other. We also might have kissed here and there and yeah. It was a great afternoon" summed Louis up shortly.

"If it was so great why did you call me so early and asked where Harry could be? Shouldn't he be with you? Or shouldn't you at least know where he is?" did Niall not understand.

"Niall" hissed Àmber and slapped his shoulder.

"No, he is right. I should know that but I don't. He wasn't here when I woke up and he doesn't answer his phone. I don't know where he is and that worries me" admitted Louis shamelessly.

"He stayed the night?" raised Zayn an eyebrow at him.

"Yes? It wasn't like he never did that before or I stayed at his, duh" mocked Louis him to avoid the topic at hand.

"But as friends. Yesterday was different, am I right?" questioned Zayn intrusively.

"This isn't about yesterday, Joey. It's about today and the fact that no one knows where the fuck he is right now. Focus here. God, damn it" exploded Louis frustrated and plumped down onto the couch, hissing at the forgotten pain of his sore bum. "Fuck, forgot about that".

"No way!" exclaimed Niall with big eyes. "Did you guys have sex?".

"What? Niall, no. They didn't. It was just one date. Right, Lew?" looked Àmber weirdly at him. Siblings, after all.

"Maybe it was just one date but we have a deeper connection and went already through so much that we have a certain level of trust ...".

"You guys fucked! I can't believe it" shouted Niall loudly.

"Well, there you go" gave Louis up in embarrassment.

"So, you two had sex and when you woke up he was gone. Am I following correctly?" tried Zayn to get everything right.

"Yes" nodded Louis hesitantly.

"And you tried calling and texting him" continued Zayn factually.

"Yes" nodded Louis again.

"Have you been at his flat?" wanted Zayn to know.

"Embarrassingly enough I was right after I called you but he isn't home. Sean also knows nothing. I texted him. I really hope he is okay" sighed Louis out desperately.

"Why shouldn't he be?" asked Zayn bitterly.

"Because he isn't here and not answering to any of us. Something has to be wrong. He wouldn't just ignore all of his friends" stated Louis the obvious.

"Tommy, I hate to say this because I only want what's best for you and I hate seeing you upset or hurt but it looks like Harry just left like he always did," said Zayn uncomfortably.

"What are you trying to say? That he ran away?" did Louis not understand what he was saying.

"What Zayn was trying to say is that Harry had a tendency to take what he wants and leave afterwards. And it seems like it never changed" reworded Àmber what Zayn was trying to say but Louis still only looked at them like they were stupid.

"God, damn it, Louis. He fucked you and left like the heartbreaker he is. That's what they are trying to say" told Niall him how it was, making Zayn and Àmber glare at him.

"No," said Louis firmly. His friends wanted to say something but he gave them no chance and stood up. "Don't you dare say this about him. Yes, he has been a player before we all became friends but he changed and you all know that. All of you told me to give Harry a chance and now that I did you tell me he just wanted to get in my pants?! Now that we fucked he pissed off without a word because it meant nothing? I mean nothing? You don't know him the way I do. You don't know the trust we share. He knows more about me than most of you and he always tried to help me cope with everything I went through. He did so much for me. He wouldn't just use me for sex and then dump me without a word. He wouldn't do that!".

"But it looks like it" dared Zayn to point out.

"I don't care how the fuck it looks like, Zayn! Sometimes things look wrong and this is one of them. He is gone but not because he played me, okay? What kind of a person do you think he is? I thought he was your friend?" was Louis getting annoyed with all of them.

"Louis, I like Harry a lot and we get along pretty well but every time I tried to make him admit his feelings for you he blocked it. He seemed unwilling to allow himself to feel anything other than pleasure and that's what he got yesterday. Maybe that's all he is capable of and he knows that and left. Maybe he never intended on hurting you but let's face it, he probably does and will keep doing so" tried Niall to reason with him.

"How can you say that?" stared Louis at him in shock.

"They aren't so wrong, Louis. It doesn't look good for him. We can try to contact him but what if he doesn't want to ...".

"Want to what?" cut Louis his sister off. "You don't make any fucking sense. He is gone and I don't know where he is. He means a lot to me and I know I'm not unimportant to him either. That's all you need to know. We have to find out where he is and what made him leave. Trust me on this one".

His three friends looked unsure and shared a worried look with each other before they let out some sighs and curse words under their breaths. They didn't seem to be totally convinced yet but they would never hurt Louis. That's why they would help him, no matter how they thought about this whole thing.

"Okay, fine. We'll keep texting and calling him for you" assured Àmber him.

"I'll tell the others to do the same, Tommo" offered Niall him a brave smile, which wasn't reaching his eyes.

"You know I'd do anything for you, Tommy. So, I will help you the best I can but I don't trust him now. I can't" told Zayn him truthfully, resting his hands on Louis' arms.

Louis smiled at him, appreciating what they were willing to do for him. But he also knew they were only trying to protect him as best as they could because they wanted to spare Louis from more scars and bruises. That their trust in Harry was gone was understandable for Louis but their trust wasn't needed. This wasn't about them. It was about Harry. It was about Harry and him.

"You don't need to, Joey. I trust him".

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Question of the Chapter: Where did Harry go and why did he leave?